Chapter 830

What are you doing?

The crowd erupted in murmurs; many cast looks at He Chen filled with disapproval and rejection. Before He Chen could react, Chen Xiaozheng in the front row could no longer sit still—he leapt to his feet and turned to survey everyone.

Isn’t He Chen doing the right thing? Why are you all acting like this?

“Whether it’s right or wrong, no one knows until the police investigate. We don’t know either.” Someone in the crowd finally mustered the courage to speak.

Looking at the blessing pill before him, Li Cheng’s eyes filled with tears that streamed down his face. Zhao Qian Sun hadn’t understood Gao Dacai’s intentions, but Li Cheng had figured it out.

They had intended to ambush Tian Sheng in the chaos and kill him to earn favor with the Great Peng Demon King. But they hadn’t expected Tian Sheng to discover them first.

“This is a fifteen-fold Xuimi space. You’ve never seen one before, so it’s normal—Xuimi spaces are incredibly rare throughout the Underworld. Even the city lord’s mansion has bled for this; they’ve brought out all three troop transport vehicles.”

His vision of the future was bleak, yet Yi marched forward like a guardian of the Dao, step by step along the predetermined path, heading toward a future with no hope.

Ling Duyu wasn’t thinking about going to Tianwai Tian—he was wondering whether the jade box Zhu Fat had given him contained what he suspected. If it did, it would be an existence that defied heaven and earth.

Regardless of whether this succeeds or fails, Zi Huang and Tuoba Wu will eventually return here.

This outcome is tied to Ling Duyu’s planning. For certain matters within the Chaos Pearl, Ling Duyu now needs only a thought. Still, he cannot yet alter mountains and rivers.

“Take us there—fly the flying boat straight to Lingxiao Palace,” Qiongxiao said cheerfully to Ling Duyu.

In contrast, Mo Yang would have already lost without the Yin-Yang Gourd restraining him. Even so, he’s now on the brink of defeat.

“But they’re about to leave us—to leave Greater Greece!” No sooner had he spoken than many began to panic.

Luoluo refused to follow Du Zhong, especially since Du Zhong bore a terrifying scar on his face—unlike the handsome Shi Mu, she clearly recoiled from Du Zhong.

Along the window side, two rows of tables displayed the performance records, credentials, contracts, rental agreements for housing and venues, and other relevant documentation for evaluation officers to review qualifications.

Seeing Li Hao weep so bitterly, and hearing Li Yan speak so firmly, Li Zhengye began to waver.

Everyone strongly endorsed Old Li’s suggestion, so they rented an apartment unit for one month.

Zhu Yan’s beautiful almond eyes flickered with disdain; her crimson lips curled slightly in a bold, unrestrained smile.

Victory was nearly certain, yet no one dared lower their guard, for the Central Heavenly Emperor had not yet withdrawn his troops.

“Qin Feng, that useless waste? Could Duan Yuntian possibly side with that waste against our Li family?” Zhao Li said.

After finishing his meal, Feng Yuhang reclined half on the sofa, picked up his phone, and squinted at the online feedback.

Liu Ruyan was merely an actress from the brothels; now, faced with the grandeur and solemnity of the imperial palace, she felt a pang of awe. Seeing the man on the dragon throne radiating majestic authority, she bowed deeply, daring not to lift her head again.

Naturally, the black-clothed man sought to disrupt Hun Xuan’s actions—he punched toward Yi Feng.

In his vision appeared seven bright stars, arranged in the shape of a ladle, pointing toward an even brighter star.

I don’t want her to become like that. I don’t want her hands stained with blood. If possible, let all the filthy, terrifying things fall upon me.

They merely glared at Qi Baishan; Qi Baifeng’s fists clenched with a loud “crack, crack—” sound. If Qi Zhengwang hadn’t held him back, he would have already fought Qi Baishan to the death over his mocking laughter.